Wandering Tracks - A Village of Statues Lyrics

In the village of statues, we roam
Through trails where wooden figures stand alone
Bakonykúti whispers tales of old
A gem in the fields where stories unfold
On the Blue Trail, hand in hand we go
In the mountains, our love will grow, oh
The morning breaks with a gentle sigh
In Bakony mountains, under endless sky
Packing up memories with care
Old stories whisper of yesterday's fare
A man in boots with a gaze so stern
Uncle Imre stands to let peace return
In a village carved of dreams
Where wooden statues gleam
Nature paints its ancient schemes
In peace, our spirits beam
Through fields of gold, a path unknown
Sneaking laughs in the forest's tone
Tall trees dancing in the light
Guiding us through day and night
Ahead, the wild goats on the run
As trails wind on, our spirits one
In a village carved of dreams
Where wooden statues gleam
Nature paints its ancient schemes
In peace, our spirits beam
Nearing Fehérvárcsurgó's shore
Where the waters roar and memories soar
Foam upon the waves do play
Sign posts of a storied way
In a village carved of dreams
Where wooden statues gleam
Nature paints its ancient schemes
In peace, our spirits beam
In a village filled with statues tall
Carved from dreams that never fall
Through forests deep where mysteries call
We walked with wonder, one and all
In the heart of Bakonykúti's land
Every statue tells the tales so grand
Wooden wonders carved by hand
In a village where the statues stand
We woke up in the morning light
Packin' bags, ready for the fight
Old boots and a dusty map
Chasin' dreams, there's no lookin' back
Through the fields, the sun starts to rise
Statues watch us with stone-cold eyes
In a village of statues, we roam
Where the roads less traveled lead us home
Every step, a story to tell
In the blue trail chronicles, we dwell
Uncle Imre waves his goodbye
With laughter echoing in the sky
Forest paths, where roses sway
Lost in time, we find our way
A wooden town with signs of care
Memories linger in the air
In a village of statues, we roam
Where the roads less traveled lead us home
Every step, a story to tell
In the blue trail chronicles, we dwell
Through rocky trails and forested scenes
Chasin' whispers of summer dreams
Reflectin' on the miles we've gone
In each step, our legacy's drawn
In a village of statues, we roam
Where the roads less traveled lead us home
Every step, a story to tell
In the blue trail chronicles, we dwell